Modelling

WARNING: PLEASE EXIT THIS PLACE IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE AS UNGLAM (OR RATHER EXPLICIT) PICTURES WILL BE SCREENED.

I had rejected to take part in Mrs Singapore Universe contest next year, finals on 31st March at Orchid Country Club for some reasons.

1. I had told myself not to go into modelling again.
2. Personal reasons as my in-laws do not like it.
3. I think I am not appealing enough.

It's just not the time to go back to modelling again. Definitely not in this shape. Although ROUND is still a shape. No way I am going back on stage in just lingerie.

I lost that confidence on that stage, again and again... Sometimes I wonder how did I ever did it. Marriage and having kids changed me. I begin to strike a conscious awareness about my image. Perhaps I am not up to the role however, I do not really regret over the fact that I joined that FHM competition. Although it somehow shaped my image now but still, I managed to know 9 wonderful ladies (this is my only contentment) and this competition shows me the dark side of the modelling business and how disgusting men, lecherous ones can be.

Gosh. I googled myself and suddenly I came to a point why I never want to go for big curls ever again in my damn life because it reminds me of my FHM days.

I wonder why the hell did I manage to pose for such pose. Perhaps it should be a closed door event where only my husband will know the real me. HAHAHA. (Cum'on, I had 2 kids please).

And perhaps...

INDULGENCE?

MAYBE... NOT.

Oh yes, maybe the only thing I missed from modelling would be the indulgence in HEELS. Simply loves it. ^^ I miss my 4 inches. Arghh...